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trying new things with plugrry 😌 maybe you're smoked before but you've never done edibles, and then one day you see him splitting them up into smaller bags and you get curious so you say "what does it feel like?" and he jumps a little bc he didn't know you were watching him, but then he smiles and says "you've never tried them sweet girl?" and you shake your head, coming to sit by him and say "is it different than smoking?" and he nods his head saying "it feels a lot stronger, and it lasts longer, and it's easier to take way too much if you're not careful" and you nod, humming softly, and then say "could we maybe try it?" and he smiles bc somehow he knew that would be your next question, and he says "of course we can, I'd love to take your edibles virginity" and you roll your eyes, smacking his chest playfully, but then you lean your head on his shoulder to watch him work and the way his fingers are so nimble and experienced 😌 you take a deep breath and say "well I'm not doing anything today, so lets do it right now" and he laughs at how eager you are before he says "anything my girl wants" and turns his head to kiss your forehead 😌 then he says "just let me finish up with this and then we can, and also you might want to change into some comfy clothes, it's always better if you're comfortable to start with" and you nod, hopping up to change 😌 when you come out you're in leggings and one of his hoodies and he's trying so hard to keep focused but you just look so good 😌 he has to stop and steal more than a few kisses before he's done 😌 finally he has everything all packaged up, and he says "alright sweetheart, let's do this" and you're giggling a bit bc you're so excited to try something new with him 🥹 he says "you've never done it before, and I don't want anything too crazy to happen, so we'll start with a pretty small dose for you, and you can always take more if you need it" and you nod, more than a little turned on seeing him in his element like this, and you watch as he cuts one of the gummies in half and holds it out to you, and you reach for it but he pulls back a little, and then you realize what he wants, so you open your mouth so he can set it on your tongue 😌 he pops the other half in his mouth, and then he takes another full one bc he knows he has a bit of a higher tolerance than you do, and he knows just how much to take so he won't be too out of it 😌 then he leads you back to the living room, pulls you to sit down on the couch next to him and says "and now... we wait" and you huff a bit and say "this is why i like smoking, you don't have to be patient or anything" and he laughs, turning his head to kiss your neck 😌 you tangle your fingers in his hair, gently holding him in place, and then say "how long does it take?" and he says "it depends, but usually around 2 hours for it to really peak" and you sigh again, saying "maybe we should smoke while we wait and that'll help the process along" and he goes "aaabsolutely not pretty girl, it's gonna start feeling good before you know it... and in the meantime I know some things we could do to distract ourselves 😌" and he keeps kissing at your neck, slowly trailing higher until he's at your lips😌

he says "feels like i haven't kisses you all day, doesn't it?" but he doesn't even give you a chance to answer before he's kissing you 😌 the sight of you in his apartment, trusting him enough to try new things, all while wearing his clothes just does things to him, and so he's gripping your hips and pulling you to sit on his lap before you can even think 😌 he's suddenly very needy, barely letting you come up for air bc he just needs to be kissing you 😌 his nose nudges against yours and you make a whimpering noise, which only makes him hold your hips tighter 😌 he's being so soft and gentle with his tongue, just running it over your lips to feel you tense up and slipping inside your mouth to show you who's boss here 😌 after a while of very unhurried kisses and running your hands all over each other, you pull back and take a deep breath, and his eyes go to your lips immediately bc he's obsessed with how pink and swollen they get 😌 you rest your head on his shoulder and whisper a little "woah" and he smirks, rubbing your back to say "starting to feel it?" and you nod, saying "not a lot, but definitely a little bit" and he says "it'll get better, just come back up here and kiss me" so ofc you do, taking little breaks every few minutes to let him know how you're feeling, and soon you're starting to get a bit more lightheaded so you say "let's just lay down, can we?" and he says "mhm, whatever my girl wants" and shuffles around to help you get comfy on top of him 🥹 he's starting to feel it pretty well now too, and he's rubbing your back slowly and gently, and then he starts talking to you 🥹 he's mostly just saying random stuff, sentences that go all over the place, but his voice is so soft and calming that it just makes you feel more and more floaty 😌 you're not really paying attention to his words, moreso how you can actually feel his voice vibrating in his chest when he talks, but you do catch a few things like "you're so pretty, you know? prettiest girl I've ever seen" and you just close your eyes and let yourself feel it 😌 and really you're so glad he's the one you're doing this with, especially for the first time 😌

PLEASEEEEEEEEEEEEE OH MY GODDDDDDDDDDD NO IM FUCKING OBSESSED WHAT THE FUCKKKCJNVBHJFNHJVIK?!?!?!?

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muffindaddystyles · 3 years

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OH NO BABY!!

Summary: It was Harry who swimmed in freezing ass water but someone else (his lovie) ends up catching a cold, caring boyfriendrry, a mighty bit momrry.

Turquoise chilly waves crashes against the dark coloured stones as Y/N watches her button sized boyfriend; summat all with rosy cheeks and nose, un-tattooed, wearing excessively short knickers (so tiny it shows the curves of his cute bum perfectly), being a cheeky giggly boy while shooting his swimming scenes.

She wheezes a cold puff of breath winding her brown overcoat closer around to keep her warm but it fails to do so and she might get a scolding from Harry for being silly and waiting outside the whole time just to watch him but she doesn't care, she's extremely proud of him and comes by the sets of My Policemen once a time she gets day off her job early.

He paddles towards her like a penguin buried into humongous coats and towels, his brows furrowing together trying to recognize her dainty self waving him quite enthusiastically from far and his face softens at that.

Shaking his head when her teeth clanks together from the gush of stinging cold breeze.

"Lovie'," He wraps his nippy palms around her hands bringing them to his frosty lips to blow warm air, knowing she hates cold and gets real whiny from not being able to bear it yet she stood in it for two hours for him means alot to him because his assistant told him someone was waiting for him but didn't tell it was his actual sweet baby.

"How you're not a frozen chicken yet?" She asks sighing once in the heat of his given trailer and he makes an exhultant purring noise when she cups his face, lulling it left and right playfully, "Are you okay? She queries worriedly looking down at him with batted eyes and he muses a chuckle at her sweetness.

"Baby 'm fine -- feeling hot by the way now you're inside the van." He grins bashfully tugging her closer with his knees pulled around her legs, "You better go back home .. I don't want your cutesy bum to freeze to death." She squeaks surprisingly when he smacks her ass playfully and drags her down by pulling the lapel of her coat to smear his lips against her's fondly -- heart bigger than it's normal size at her sight making his day 100x better.

"I brought you lunch, it's on that shelf." She tells him standing at the stairs of trailer and he waves her blowing a heartious kiss her way, "Call me when y'reach, yeah?"

"Kay, bye!" Her awfully pretty smile covets dimples into his cheeks and he just want to throw himself into the sofa piled with blanket and scream into it like a teenager girl.

Though, she keeps sneezing through whole ride -- eyes teary, nose runny and fingers twitchy not to mention her numb toes making her feel very uncomfy. Her eyes dropping from being too sleepy and lazy.

She's about to catch a cold.

Tiredly she drags her feet upto their flat and doesn't even pet their kitten strawberry on the way to their bedroom and when reaches it flops over blankets snuggling into them -- without even changing into comfy clothes.

Sirens everywhere as she wakes up with a groan holding her forehead to subside the pound in it and it's feeling like blazing alarms are going off in her head making her want to puke.

It's dark outside. She's been napping for hours. She manages to sit on the edge of bed deciding whether she should stand up to go to washroom or not for that all she could see is floating wooden floor.

Weakly she trudges towards the kitchen filling a glass of water and pulls out a thermometer from one of the drawers -- she was too occupied in waiting for it to beep then checking her fever that she didn't hear Harry announcing; he's home.

She gasps quickly shoving it under her bum, "Don't you hide that thermometer from me!" He squalls rushing towards her in two big strides of his daddy long legs and her eyes widen comically.

"I was just checking and I don't have any kind of fever!" She squeals not letting him get hold of the thermometer and he glares down at her sternly, "You're burning up, baby." He hisses, the back of his hand pressed to her forehead.

She stands up and does a twirl for him shrugging her shoulders nonchalantly, "See 'm fine —- " Only to pass out but Harry was quick to take her fall in his arms gracefully squinting his eyes down at her.

"Yeah . . . could see how fine you're." She gives in atlast. Knowing he's going in a severe mommy mode.

"Put your arms around me — Or just fall on me, yeah that works too." She nods and let him slip his socks clad feetsie under her soles to walk them to their bedroom, he sits her down and she wails when he opens their wardrobe to get her something comfy.

"Nooo." She bunches up into a ball as he fists her vest top to pull it over her head, "it's freezing -- 'm feeling so cold." He frowns because he's sweating his ass off from the heat.

He sweeps her hair away from her eyes rubbing a hand down her back continuously, "It'd be a sec, pet. Then I'll warm these blankets in the drier 'n make ye' some soup, so you'd be all cosy 'n snuggly … hmm?" She's very unconvincing when sick. Wants him and just him by her side.

She wipes her nose with her sleeve and sniffs, raising her armpits in air for him and shivers terribly when he undressed her completely, "Oh me poor baby." He leans in to kiss the corner of her lips but she pushes him away grumpy-ly.

"You're g'na get sick too, dummy." He pouts childishly helping her to put her legs in her fuzzy pyjamas, plants tender kisses to her ankles once covering her feet in aloe-fused socksies.

When she stands up on wobbly legs with the support of his folded thigh he almost jumps asking worriedly.

"Where are ye' goin', missy!??"

"To washroom." Her voice barely audible her throat achy and scratchy, "'M comin' with you." He tells her demandingly and she groans knuckling at her eyes.

"No."

"You wanna walk by yourself? Alright, let's see that." He leaves her wrist and she gasps tripping forward from weakness -- catching the nearest furniture before the damage.

"Moppet, stop being so stubborn and lemme take care of you … look at you, an absolute horror –-- never been this frail." He's just so caring it makes her want to cry and have a full on water-works party. He pushes her from waist to himself pecking her sweet smelling hair and takes her to washroom.

After that he tucks her beneath two fluffy blankets and leaves her to make some soup for her and bring her medicine, "Harry!" She yowls pinching the blankets closer around her round small head and feels bad when he rushes inside in a frenzy with an utterly concerned face, serving spoon in his hand and dish rag on his shoulder.

"What happened baby? D'ya wanna throw up? Or are you feelin' freezy, should I blow up heat?" He asks in one breath and she blushes murmuring timidly, glossy eyes still very sleepy and exhausted.

She sneezes loudly, "I just –- achoo!! –- " Another sneeze and she messes her words horribly, " –- you — " Drool on the corner of her mouth.

"You achoo me?" He giggles softly fetching some tissues for her and wipes her nose with them as she struggles to clean it herself.

"'M sorry, please come back." She sighs holding in an another sneeze to avoid wetting him with her yucky stuff.

He strokes her head for a generous moment, "It's almost cooked –- oh fuck is it burning?" He sniffs the air then looks down at her with full on saucer eyes and slaps his forehead when she raises her shoulders, "Maybe?" Thankfully not all of it got ruined and his grin was obnoxious while bringing it inside. Trying to shoo away strawberry who's pawing at the frizzes of his socks.

She smiles up at him with hooded eyes when he hovers the spoon infront of her waiting to feed her as if she's some sort of lil baby and when she tells him it's hot he blows at it and when she still tries to make excuses he stares at her strictly, "Baby." He warns her and she obliges quickly grabbing his wrist delicately to eat and his heart jumps consciously at the fact she's still burning awfully.

"Did you even put salt in it? It tastes like nothing."

"Please stop wasting of what's left of ye voice on complaints about soup you can't even taste." He huffs and she giggles only to drive into fits of loud coughs. He rubs her back gently and puts the tray aside when she feels like throwing up from the effect of coughs and moves the bin where she's bended over the edge of bed and his legs.

"It's okay, hmm just let it out." He caresses her back and holds her hair away from her face -- though nothing comes out since she hasn't eaten anything from morning.

"I hate this." There comes the first sniffle and he instantly cradles her face in his soft hands, "I know dovie' you're feeling very icky right now but it'll be better in the morning, I promise." She shakes her head coughing into her elbow.

"I don't want to eat anymore." Her voice groggy and hoarse, he lifts her gaze up towards him scolding her with a stern frown.

"Hey, now none of that -- you're not allowed to sleep until your belly isn't full." She groans nodding at last and he kisses her shoulder as a little reward. She isn't very bratty. Infact she's Harry's polite girl. Though, When she's he makes sure to tug her back on line but at the moment he understands that how much she's suffering.

How much she needs him to take care of her.

Taking care of her medicines and her cough syrup he turns on the lamp laying back into heap of pillows against the headboard and spreads his knees to bunch her petite weak body against his chest and closes them when she's properly snuggled on top of him, it's one of her favourite positions to sleep in when she's sick --- clinged and cuddled to him.

Like babies on their mommy's chest with their bums sticked out.

He tightens his arms around her hiding his face into the crook of her neck and smooches tiny kisses to her sweet spot, "You're so cute baby makes me heart-ache."

His tranquil heartbeat never fails to lull her to sleep and his hands loving on her sides always makes her feel very warm, "You shouldn't have come to beach -- moppet. Knows your immune against cold is terrible." He whispers cheek squished over her head and she murmures sleepyly —- hands bundled up between her and his front, "Just wanted to make you feel ….. loved." Her words jumblish but full of affection and drool sticks to his sweatshirt when she mumbles against his chest.

Harry didn't sleep whole night making sure she's okay, making her sip her cough syrup in betweens and massaging her head but when his eyes barely dropped and the clock hit 4 in the morning whimpers and wails started slipping out of her lips as if she's in very much pain. Which infact she's. Her body shivers vigorously in his arms and even though she's sweating her fever didn't lower down a bit.

He has never seen her in such a bad condition.

He perches on his elbow immediately cupping her hot rosy cheek and gives it few pats crying out worriedly, "Hey baby -- wake up." When she doesn't listen his lungs felt suffocating themselves bile forming in his throat. He throws the blanket away sitting up fully and rests her head in the nook of his elbow.

"Y/N!?" He tries not to panic when she gives him no-response and before his anxiety driven self could duck down to press his ear to her heart her eyelids fluttered barely -- blue chapped lips moving slowly.

"'M okay, bub. Don't worry ….. "

"Bullocks. You're not okay! You can't stop shivering!! Looks almost dead." He growls angry at her and himself for not taking her to clinic soon, "You're so fucking stubborn, pet." He mutters rageously laying her gently down on the mattress and climbs down the bed to bring their coats. Almost stomping his way all around the bedroom to collect stuff.

This time doesn't ask her if she could walk or not and glides his arms underneath her shoulders and knees to haul her firmly against his chest -- blanket still wrapped around her shivering body.

"Shh, shh my baby. You're g'na be okay, 'm so sorry you're in so much pain." He tries to soothe her while walking down stairs of the building.

Turns out she caught pneumonia. They had to stay two hours at the clinic for her drip and some injections for which he had to hold her down from wiggling and squirming her way out.

Made her rest till the fever was gone temporarily then drives them back home when assured that her condition isn't worsening and right now when she's cuddled up into his side with strawberry sleeping on his thighs he nudges her lightly.

"Dovie' I love you so much but that doesn't mean you can scare the shit outta me like that." She just mewls sinking deeper into his side.

"No more set visits fo' you." He tells her seriously and she perks her head up coughing mildly and he raises his forefinger in a demand for her to stay quite, that there's nothing to argue, "You could watch me for once 'n all at the big screen."

"Harry……" She whines tugging the hem of his sweatshirt.

"No, Harry." He pets her head down back on the pillow.

Without saying anything she distance herself from him like a grumpy shrimp and fusses under her breath. He supresses his amused chuckles noting the silliness of this girl and drags her back by her ankle towards him.

"Come back here, you little betrayer." He gasps dramatically and squishes her in his embrace till she gives up and herself nuzzles up into his homely scented neck.

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spencessmile · 4 years

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Trinity House

Pairing - Spencer Reid x Reader

Summary - You and Spencer visit a bookstore that’s close to both of your hearts.

Warnings - Fluff

Word Count - 2216 words

And all imagines/fanfics/blurbs are written solely by me so please don't steal my work and post it without my consent. Happy reading!

A/N - Went to a bookstore earlier today and thought about this cute concept. Gah, I would do anything to be able to go to a bookstore with Spencer.

Requests are open!

Spencer sat across from you in the living room. He was seated near the fireplace, case files surrounding him.

You were on the couch, a bowl of mint chocolate chip ice cream in your left hand as you doodled in your sketchbook, feeling snug in his blue sweater that was over-sized on you.

"How are the drawings coming along?" Spencer asked, looking up at you.

"It's getting there," You said, going over the lines to give your drawing a messy look.

"We don't have any plans for the evening, right?"

"Well, I was planning on finishing this drawing and then starting my next one because I have a crazy idea for it."

"Mint chocolate chip ice cream and drawings, the two things to keep you happy in life."

"Make sure you never run out of mint chip ice cream or sketchbooks."

"Wouldn't dream of it babe," Spencer blushes.

"If I ever came home and our freezer didn't have any more mint chip ice cream or your desk didn't have piles of my favorite quality of sketchbooks, I would run away."

"I wouldn't let you run," Spencer responds.

"Good." You said, looking back down at your drawing.

You and Spencer continued to quietly work until you felt his eyes on you.

"Your staring at me," You said.

"I'm admiring."

"Well," You said putting your sketchbook down and walking over to him. "You're distracting me." You sat down beside him, flipping over his case files not wanting to see whatever he was working on. You had huge respect for what Spencer did for a living but you made it very clear to him to keep his case files feets away from you. You chose to see the good in the world but you knew that as you looked into one of those files you would lose all faith in the world, you didn't want that.

"Let's go to Trinity House," Spencer smiles.

"Really?"

"We haven't been in so long. Come on," Spencer helps you off the ground and races down the hall to grab his satchel.

"Can I at least change?" You ask as Spencer walks back out.

"Why?"

"Because I look a little messy," You motioned down to your clothes.

"I love when you look messy," He replies, pecking your lips.

Spencer held your hand as you drove passed down familiar streets. Spencer and you loved Trinity House in words you couldn't describe, maybe it was because it's where you first met Spencer and fell in love with a nerd who had the perfect golden brown eyes and a smile that made you melt.

"You know who's going to be really glad to see us?" You asked.

"Jess," You both said at the same time.

Jess worked at Trinity House for longer than before you and Spencer ever meant but she was the one who always teased you about Spencer whenever you would come in. It was the push from Jess and your lucky stars that you mustered up the courage to ask Spencer out one day when he walked in the bookstore.

"How long has it even been?" Spencer asked and you shrugged.

"It's been way too long."

"It's been far too long since we've come here," Spencer said, parking right in front of the bookstore. He unbuckled his side and helped you out.

"Thank you," You responded, kissing Spencer's kiss.

Spencer opened the door for you, stepping in you took in the smell of books and coffee.

"Y/N!" Spencer!" You turn to see Jess running towards you, hugging you tightly.

"Hi Jess," You said, as she pulled back and waved at Spencer. "I'm seeing you both after so long. I thought you forgot about this place." She exclaimed.

"I don't think that's possible," You said.

"Jess, how have you been?" Spencer asked.

"I've been good," She replied.

"I see you did some renovations," Spencer said, pointing to the several new paintings and remodeling that was done.

"Yup, wanted to give the place a more comfier feel? So, how does it feel?"

"Comfy," Spencer replied and she nodded.

"So?" She raised her eyebrow at you and Spencer. "How have you two been? Married? Any cute little genius babies yet?"

"Not yet," Spencer shook his head. "But I did ask Y/N to move in."

"Oh, did you say yes?" She said, looking at you.

"I couldn't resist," You reply. "He's just too pretty to resist."

Spencer blushed as he playfully pushes you away. "Go look for your books," He said. You walk away as you notice Spencer continuing his conversation with Jess.

You stare at all the new books that were apart of the Trinity House and you wanted them all. But you needed to control yourself because Spencer and your's apartment literally looked like a bookstore. There were books everywhere; left, right, in every corner of the apartment.

As you continued to gaze at all the books, Spencer and Jess watched you.

"She has the most incredible taste in books," Jess spoke.

"I choose from her side of the bookshelf more then mine," Spencer admitted, truthfully. "I thought nobody had better taste than me in books but she takes the crown." Jess laughs.

"She's always had an eye for the best," Jess said, and Spencer blushed. "Go find your books, I'll be in the back whenever you two love birds are done."

Spencer walks over to you.

"Find anything you like?" You looked up from your book to see Spencer.

"Is it bad that I want to buy this whole section of the shelf?" You pointed the left side. "They all are calling me name."

"Then add them to the pile baby," Spencer said, looking through your large stack of books on the small table.

"Did you find your book yet?" You asked.

"Is it weird that I'm nervous to look?" Spencer asked.

"Do you want me to look for you?" Spencer nods and took his hand and walk towards the R shelf. Spencer has been wanting to get his hands on The Essential Rumi book for months now and he only wanted the older version.

Your eyes quickly scan all the book titles until your eyes catch the book you're looking for. "Spence." You say, looking at him as his eyes were scanning another book from the shelf.

"Hmm," He responds. You pull out the book and put it in his reach of vision.

"They have it!" He whisperers, taking it slowly out of yours like it might fall into pieces if he grabbed it any quicker.

"They do," You smile as you looked at him admiring the book. "Babe, add it to the pile."

After another two hours or so Spencer finds you in the N section.

"Hey baby," Spencer called out for you.

"Hii," You respond.

"You already know that I love you but this book," Spencer grabbed it from you and ran his thumb over the cover. "Is heartbreaking." Spencer goes to put it back on the shelf but you stop him.

"I want to read it," You say.

"I don't want you reading this," Spencer said softly.

"Why not?"

"Because it'll make you cry."

"So?"

"You know it's breaks my heart when I see you crying," You lightly smiled at his response.

"I'll be okay my love," You said, kissing his cheek.

"Nobody is okay after reading this book," Spencer looks at you and you could tell this book hit Spencer somewhere deep. Spencer read thousands of books and remembers all of them but you remember Spencer telling you that there was one book that he'll never recover from and today you found which one.

"How about we buy it but I only read it when your home with me?" You ask. "So that if I do start crying you can be there to comfort me and tell me everything's going to be okay?" Spencer looks at you for a couple of moments before pulling you in for a small kiss.

"We can do that," He nods. "You ready to check out?"

"I think we got more than enough."

"You can never have enough books baby," Spencer said, carrying the basket full of books to the counter where Jess was waiting for you two.

You stand the shelf watching Spencer pay for books as you just simply admired him from afar. Spencer noticed you weren't beside him and he made grabby hands at you. You walked up beside him and laid your head on his shoulder.

"When will I see you two lover birds again?" Jess asked, slipping Spencer a receipt.

"As soon as we finish these," You pointed to the four bags on the counter, filled with books. You reached for a bag until Spencer smacked your hand away.

"No," He said, grabbing all the bags. "I got them." You smiled. "Thank you, Jess! See ya soon."

"I need to talk to Y/N Spencer," Jess said, holding onto your arm. "She'll meet you in the car in a couple of minutes."

"Everything okay?" Spencer asked, looking between you and Jess.

"Yup, just some girl talk."

"I'll be there in two minutes babe," You said and Spencer nodded. As soon as he was out of your and Jess's sight, she quickly grabbed a bag and handed it to you.

"When the book arrived I nearly cried," Jess said as you pulled out the book from the bag and looked at it. "He's going to love it."

You called Jess a couple of weeks back asking if she could track down a book for you that Spencer's wanting to get his hand's on for two years now.

"He is," You smiled, slipping her the money. "Thank you for doing this. I don't know how I'll repay you for this."

"You can repay me but having dinner with me. It's been way too long and we need to do some catching up."

"Yes. Definitely!" You say. "I'll see you real soon." You said walking out and getting into the car.

"You got another one?" Spencer questioned.

"It's the most important one," You said.

"Can I see which one?" He asked, curiously.

"I'll show once we get home."

"Okay," Spencer nodded. "Your cute." He added, kissing you.

"Your cute too."

"Not as much as you."

"I beg to differ."

Back at the apartment, you and Spencer stand on your separate sides of your huge bookshelf and organize your books with soft music playing in the background.

You were so concentrated in your books you didn't notice Spencer's hands wrap around your waist pulling you away from the bookshelf.

"Can you show me the last book you got?" Spencer asked.

"You really want to see it, huh?" You laughed.

"We always share our books with each other," Spencer spoke, he was right. You and Spencer always shared books.

"I can only get the book if you let go of me, my love." You say as Spencer let's go of you. You grabbed the bag and walk back up to him. "As I said earlier, this book was the most important." You held the bag in front of Spencer. "Open it." Spencer looked at you confused. He slowly opened the packaging.

You heard Spencer gasp as the cover of the book came into his vision.

"Y/N, you didn't," Spencer said, looking at the book in his hands.

"Oh but I did," You said, grabbing on his arm.

"Where did you find this book from? I haven't been able to get my hands on this for years!"

"I pulled a few strings." You smiled as Spencer looked at the book.

It was the book 'Between Shades of Grey' by Ruta Sepetys. Spencer had mentioned it several times he wanted it to be apart of his shelf more times then you could remember so you knew that you had to get it for him.

Spencer put the book down on the desk and looked at you.

"What's wrong? Is it the wrong one? If it is I can get it chan-"

"No, no, no," Spence shook his head. "It's the one." He said.

"Then what's wrong?"

"What's your favorite thing that you've found at Trinity House?" He asked, his voice soft.

Spencer's words put you in deep thought, you had found many things at Trinity House at were your favorite, you'd have no idea where to start.

"Want to know my favorite thing that I found at Trinity House?" He asked.

"What?"

"I found you at Trinity House." Your eyes began to water. "I found the most loving and adorable person there and I'm so thankful."

"I love you so much," You hugged Spencer as he rubbed your back. "And I thank my lucky stars for you every day."

Reading gives us someplace to go when we have to stay where we are - Mason Cooley

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kpophours · 4 years

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One Love || part IV

➵ SF9: Youngbin x fem. reader / series, werewolf AU / fluff

➵ warnings: slight cursing

➵ word count: 3.4k

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The day was passing way too quickly for your liking, and when you finally left your department building that evening - already too late for the movie night -, you hadn't even managed to finish your last edit on the research paper Inseong wanted to publish soon.

You hurriedly left the campus, almost running towards your car. When you started the motor, your phone began to vibrate - Dawon’s caller ID showing up on screen. You quickly answered: "Hey Dawon."

"Where are you? Are you lost again?!", he asked without greeting you back, and you huffed. "I'm not! I only just got out of work, so I'm running a teeny tiny bit late - I'm sorry!", you apologized, but the man on the other end of the phone just laughed. "Well, you’ll just have to stay longer tonight, then - to make up for the lost time."

You rolled your eyes, but had to grin nevertheless. "I will, I promise. I'll just go by my apartment real quick to change into comfy clothes and then I'll drive over, okay?"

"Perfect! Please don't get lost again."

At that, you simply hung up on him and carefully navigated out of your parking spot, speeding away.

Half an hour later, you were already driving towards the farmhouse. You had managed to find it without any problems this time, and parked directly in front of it. You quickly got out of the car, grabbing your bag from the passenger’s seat and followed the path towards the porch and front door. At home, you had quickly changed into comfortable clothing, so now you were wearing a pair of black leggings and an oversized knitted jumper, some fluffy socks in your bag to put on later. You had also bought some snacks for the movie night - salted tortilla chips and double chocolate chip cookies.

When you rang the doorbell, you were greeted by Zuho who immediately opened the door, surprising you. "Were you... waiting for me?", you asked, a bit baffled, before entering, letting him pull you into his arms for a short hug. The handsome man grinned. "Yes, Dawon didn't want us to waste any second."

You just laughed at that, kicking off your shoes and jacket and following the tall man into the living room. Dawon had transformed it into an even cozier place for tonight: fluffy throws, a somewhat ridiculous amount of pillows as well as some mattresses where all placed in front of the giant tv screen mounted to the wall. "YOU'RE HERE!", Dawon immediately yelled upon spotting you, jumping up from one of the mattresses and running over to you, hugging you enthusiastically. You laughed, returning his hug. "Hello, Dawon. Sorry I'm late - I brought snacks though.", you said playfully, shoving said snacks into his arms. "Ohhh, you're forgiven - double chocolate chip cookies, my favorites!" His eyes shone while he walked back towards the couch where Jaeyoon laid sprawled upon. He only lazily waved at you from his comfy looking place upon the many pillows, and you smiled at him. Just then, Rowoon entered the living room, hugging you as well and smiling cutely, showing off his dimples. "Found the way this time?", he asked playfully, and you rolled your eyes. "Great, I'll never hear the end of this...", you murmured, only half-serious, making the others laugh.

"Nope, never!", Dawon shouted, already munching on a cookie. You fell down beside him, quickly putting on your fluffy socks - white with little pink hearts on them. Dawon eyed them with raised eyebrows. "Jealous?", you asked teasingly and he nodded.

"Immensely."

You giggled and grabbed for the cookie he had just taken from the box. "Hey!", he protested, and you grinned widely.

"Sharing is caring." With that, you shoved the whole cookie into your mouth, beaming. Dawon immediately began to tickle your sides, which caused you to laugh and then choke on the cookie. After your coughing fit didn't stop for some seconds, Dawon looked slightly alarmed, beginning to gently smack your back in the hope of freeing your windpipe again. Thanks to that, you were finally able to breathe again, but tears had filled your eyes from almost suffocating. You just looked accusingly at Dawon, still unable to talk.

"I'M SORRY!", he immediately shouted, somewhat panicked.

"Great, we have her over for only the second time ever and you almost manage to kill her off. Good job, Dawon.", Zuho commented, gazing at the older man in an amused manner and gently flicking a finger against his head. "Hey! That hurt.", the other man complained, rubbing the sore spot on his forehead and stealing another glance at you - who was still slightly red in the face, but had finally calmed down a bit.

"Sorry.", he mumbled again, and you smiled at him. "It's okay. But I sure as hell won't be stealing another cookie from you in the near future." He laughed at that. "Good."

Thanks to his wolf's hearing, Youngbin had known you’d arrived the second you had parked your car in front of the house. He had also heard you greet his pack members as well as your bickering with Dawon and your coughing fit. He wanted to go downstairs and greet you as well, but he was nervous - what if the others noticed you were his mate?

Jaeyoon and Dawon weren't known as the... subtile kind of people, so if they found out about this, they'd probably start giving hints or making inappropriate jokes and innuendos. Zuho and Rowoon wouldn't to anything like that - both were way too thoughtful for that. But Zuho was also very perceptive, so if one of the others would find out... it would definitely be him.

Youngbin sighed deeply, lost in thought, and looked at himself in the mirror mounted to the wall beside his door. He was wearing black joggers and a tight long-arm shirt - comfy clothes for a relaxed evening in front of the tv. Still, he couldn't bring himself to leave his room and go downstairs to join you just yet - even though his wolf was purring inside him, demanding to see his mate who was SO close to him.

"YOUNGBIN!"

He sighed even deeper this time.

"KIM YOUNGBIN!" That was Dawon, of course. "WE WILL START WITH OR WITHOUT YOU!"

"Do it without me then.", he murmured and ruffled his hair, slightly exasperated.

"Y/N MISSES YOU ALREADY!"

At that, he stopped mid-gesture, heart beating way too fast inside his chest.

"DAWON!" That had been your voice, sounding rather squeaky and shocked. Youngbin couldn't help but smile, chuckling to himself at your obvious embarrassment.

Meanwhile, you - still sitting downstairs in the living room beside Dawon - were mortified.

"What? You just asked for him!", the cheeky man just said, looking smug, and continued to munch on another cookie.

"I- yes, b-but...", you began to stammer, but Dawon immediately interrupted your rambling: "No but! Apparently, you seem to miss him - why would you ask for him otherwise?”

"I- just... I mean, he said he would join our movie night! I just wanted to know where he is... because he's not here... and I thought that maybe he went out or something like that...", you murmured, feeling your cheeks grow hot.

"I'm not out, don't worry. Tadaa, here am I.", that was Youngbin’s voice, sounded rather amused. You looked up, feeling his burning gaze on you when you saw him standing in the doorway of the living room. Your cheeks were definitely red by now, you were sure of it. "Well, obviously.", you answered, trying not to sound or seem too affected by him: did his shirt HAVE to be that tight?!

He grinned at you and plopped down onto the mattress beside you, shifting around until he sat comfortably. His leg brushed against yours, and you felt your breath hitch a little, but you stared stubbornly at the tv screen in front of you, determined to ignore him.

"Sooo... Now that we’re all here - what movie do we want to watch first?", Jaeyoon finally asked, absentmindedly sorting through the dvd collection. "Black Panther!", Dawon immediately yelled, his loud shout making you jump. Youngbin beside you grinned, and you shoved him playfully. "Don't laugh at me!"

"I wouldn't even dream of it.", he replied, eyes sparkling with mischief. You stuck out your tongue at him and quickly looked back at Jaeyoon again. "Any Marvel movie sounds good to me.", you finally said diplomatically, "Except for the old Spiderman ones. Those ones are way too cringy - especially the third one."

Zuho nodded in agreement. "I'm against those ones as well. How about Lord of the Rings though?"

"I just watched all of those last weekend. But I love them, so any of those would be fine with me.", you said. "Harry Potter?", Rowoon proposed, and before you could happily exclaim your approval, Dawon interfered: "Nah, we always watch those during our movie nights. How about Star Wars?"

You continued to argue for almost fifteen minutes before finally settling on Black Panther, Dawon’s first suggestion. You quickly snatched one of the fluffy throws before the boys began to fight over the rest of the blankets, happily cocooning yourself into the duvet. Youngbin beside you was the only one not trying to get one of the comfy throws, and you looked at him, a silent question on your face. He just shrugged. "I don't want to fight with them.", he explained quietly, and you smiled at him, offering to share your blanket. At first, he looked a bit taken aback by your offer, but began to smile after a few seconds. "Thanks." With that, he quickly scooted closer, slipping under the blanket as well. Your heart began to race at his close proximity, but you tried to seem unaffected by him. Youngbin could almost feel your nervousness, which was pretty much mirroring his own state of mind.

You didn't manage to concentrate on the movie the whole time - you were way too occupied with Youngbin sitting directly beside you. You were almost cuddling, sitting so close to each other. After a while, you grabbed the edges of the throw and pulled it up and over your shoulders, now completely covered by the blanket.

"Are you cold?", Youngbin murmured quietly so only you were able to hear him. You shrugged. "Not really, but it's cozier like this.", you whispered, not looking at him. "Mhm.", he gazed at you from the corner of his eye and pulled the the blanket higher as well. After a few more minutes had passed, you felt the lightest of touches on your wrist. Your heart stopped for a second before sputtering to life again and pumping way too much blood through your whole body. Your sharp intake of breath was thankfully drowned out by the loud sounds of the movie. You finally moved your hand a bit and it easily slipped into Youngbin’s bigger one, your fingers interlacing. You couldn't suppress the small smile playing on your lips and out of the corner of your eye, your saw it mirrored on Youngbin’s face as well. You stayed like this for the rest of the movie, Youngbin’s thumb tracing light patterns on the back of your hand. Your pulse was still too fast, he could feel it thanks to your hands being pressed together - but it only mirrored his own heartbeat. It took him every ounce of strength to not simply wrap both arms around you and pull you onto his lap - he only held back due to his younger brothers being in the same room as you two.

After Black Panther ended, Dawon jumped up from his many throws and pillows, running towards the dvd collection. "And now?", he looked at the others, raising one eyebrow when he saw you and Youngbin huddled together under one blanket, looking very cozy with each other. It was only thanks to Rowoon’s warning gaze that he didn't say anything - yet.

"Deadpool?", Jaeyoon proposed, grinning widely. Dawon groaned. "Your obsession with that movie is getting out of hand, Jae!"

"Hey! That's not true - but it’s just... so good!"

The other man just grumbled something inaudible and gazed at you. "What do you want to watch?"

You raised both eyebrows, shifting a bit in your place. "Uh... Deadpool's fine with me?", you answered diplomatically, earning yourself a radiant smile from Jaeyoon. "Same goes for me.", Youngbin nodded in agreement, quickly followed by Rowoon and Zuho. "Mhm, fine.", Dawon mumbled defeated, putting the dvd into the player and quickly snuggling back under his blankets.

Rowoon, Jaeyoon and Dawon all fell asleep during the third movie. Your own eyes got heavier and heavier with very passing minute too, until your head finally dropped down on Youngbin’s shoulder. He inhaled sharply, looking down at you, not even realizing that Zuho was observing him. He smiled softly at you - his mate -, burying his nose in your soft hair and inhaling deeply. You smelled fresh and sweet and just like… home, in a way.

You mumbled something inaudible before shifting a bit and burying your face in the crook of Youngbin’s neck. Carefully, so as not to wake you, he finally wrapped his arms around you. "Mhmm.", you made, eyes still closed, but your arms wrapped around his torso as well. It was only then that Youngbin noticed Zuho observing him. "Is she your mate?", the younger man asked, his gaze steady. Youngbin froze for a few seconds before he finally nodded.

"That’s what I thought. Does anyone else know?", Zuho inquired further, a soft smile on his face.

"I don't think so. I just… didn't know how to tell you guys...", Youngbin murmured.

The other man sighed. "Well, I get it. Just... don't let too much time pass. Tell Inseong, at least - he deserves to know."

Youngbin closed his eyes for a few seconds before he nodded. "Yeah, you're right - it just... never seemed to be the right time so far."

Zuho tilted his head to one side, observing his alpha for a second. "He will understand. It's not as if he’ll be able to say anything against it."

"I know, but I still feel bad after... well, you know what happened." Youngbin looked defeated, but Zuho just shook his head. "The past is the past, Youngbin, you can’t change it anymore. You have to try and forgive yourself - so that you can have a brighter future with your mate."

"I know. I will try. I just need some more time to figure everything out. Could you-"

"I won't tell."

Youngbin smiled at his younger brother. "Thank you. We... we're going on a date tomorrow. After that, I will tell Inseong and maybe the others too."

Zuho grinned. "She's already fallen for you, so don't worry too much."

Youngbin raised his eyebrows. "And how do you know that?"

"I'm the proud owner of a perfectly working pair of eyes. Everyone who's only a little observant can see how she looks at you. And by the way - you're not even half as good an actor as you think.", Zuho said, amused, making his alpha groan.

"So, maybe you're not the only one who has noticed...?"

"Nope. Pretty sure Inseong already knows what's up too - and Rowoon, Hwiyoung as well, maybe."

"Well, great...", Youngbin murmured, immediately looking down at you when you shifted in his arms, making a small whimpering sound in the back of your throat, hands fisting into his shirt.

"Hey, Y/N.", he whispered, shaking you gently, "You're just dreaming. You’re safe."

"Nooo...", you whined again, eyes moving fast behind your closed eyelids. Youngbin shook you again, this time really trying to wake you up. "Y/N, you're having a nightmare - wake up.", he said, a bit louder this time. You finally opened your eyes, scanning your surroundings in mild panic. "W- what happened?", you murmured, still not completely awake yet.

"You had a nightmare.", Youngbin explained softly.

"Oh... I'm sorry.", you whispered, ducking your head in slight embarrassment.

"Don't apologize! What... what did you dream of? Are you okay?"

Your heart began to flutter when you realized that Youngbin’s arms were protectively wrapped around you - and that he was gazing at you with soft, understanding eyes, his face only inches away from yours. "It... it doesn't matter.", you whispered, still holding onto his shirt with both hands. "You can tell me.", he murmured, his eyes darting to your lips, before he looked into your eyes again.

You just smiled. "I know. But not tonight, okay?"

He simply nodded - and in that moment, Dawon groaned and rose from his many pillows, dark hair sticking out in different directions. You and Youngbin immediately separated, bringing some distance between your bodies. "What time is it?", Dawon asked, tiredly rubbing his eyes. "A bit after three in the morning.", Zuho answered, making you jump - you had completely forgotten about him, as he was sitting on the sofa behind you. "That late already?", you gasped, throwing the blanket from you, "I need to get home!" Dawon looked at you in a slightly incredulous manner. "Are you serious? It's way too late for you to be driving! You're staying the night.", he said, shaking his head at your protest, "And that's not debatable."

You helplessly looked at Youngbin, but he just shrugged. "I agree with Dawon. We don't want anything to happen to you - and we have more than enough rooms for you to stay in."

"I... I don't even have pj's with me! Or a toothbrush!", you said, already sounding defeated though. Youngbin grinned. "We can provide, don't worry."

"Well... alright then?", you finally agreed.

"Yay! A sleepover!", Dawon yelled, managing to wake Jaeyoon and Rowoon with the noise.

"Hey, what's going on?", Jaeyoon asked groggily, looking around in a confused manner. "Y/N’s staying the night.", Dawon declared happily, already jumping up. "I'll get you some pj's from me and show you your room."

"No, I'll do that.", Youngbin intercepted immediately, the wolf in him growling at the prospect of seeing his mate in Dawon’s clothes. "I- what?", the younger man looked taken aback, eyes big and round in his face. "Just let it go, Dawon.", Zuho said, poking the other man with his naked foot. "Hey! That's not very sanitary!", the latter one complained, throwing a pillow at Zuho.

"Oh lord, let's move - this will not end well.", Youngbin murmured, hurriedly pulling you with him out of the living room. He didn't let go of your hand even when you had already left the room - he just pulled you with him up to the second floor, pointing at one of the many doors. "That's one of the bathroom, it's mostly used by the other guy's mate- uh, girlfriends. There are fresh toothbrushes under the sink as well as towels, wash cloths and so on. And this will be your room for the night." With that, he opened another door, leading to a small yet cozy room with a single bed, an almost overflowing bookcase and an old rocking chair. "I'll bring something for you to wear to bed.", Youngbin said, smiling softly and disappearing into a room a bit further down the floor.

You stepped into your room for the night, immediately walking towards the bookshelf and looking at the many books. You knew some of the titles, but not all of them - some of them were in different languages, Latin and Greek, some even seemed to be Japanese, Korean and Chinese.

"Here you go."

You jumped when you heard Youngbin’s voice behind you, not having realized that he had entered the room again. You turned around and took the dark clothes he held out towards you. "Thank you. I... we are still on for tomorrow, right?", you asked, somewhat shyly all of the sudden. Youngbin leaned against the doorframe and smiled, the corners of his eyes crinkling. "Definitely. I’ve been looking forward to this the whole week."

You immediately beamed up at him. "Me too."

"Well, then... sweet dreams. If you need anything - my room is the last one at the end of the floor, on the right side.", he murmured softly, one hand reaching for the doorknob.

You flushed at the idea of going to his room while he was sleeping, but nodded nevertheless. "Thank you - you sleep well too." He winked at you and finally closed the door behind him.

After recovering from his wink, you quickly changed into Youngbin’s clothes - a pair of dark shorts that reached past your knees as well as a big, comfy shirt. Both smelled of laundry detergent, but also a bit of him. You’d never admit to having buried your nose into the shirt - even though it definitely did happened. After quickly removing your make-up and brushing your teeth, you slipped between the unfamiliar covers of the single bed, closing your eyes.

Just seconds later, you were already fast asleep again - no nightmares haunting you this time.

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